One of the absolute best years in film history and much better than 1939 whether you do it with Oscar eligibility (including Children of Paradise, Brief Encounter, Henry V) or the original film release way (including Beauty and the Beast, A Matter of Life and Death).
It's clear that after World War II, filmmakers just wanted to make escapist drivel.
You know -- suicidal small-town banker whose life has gone to shit; pilot who somehow escapes death only to get fucked by Gahd; a roundheels forced to spy on her friends; a two-bit hood with gumption who steals his dead boss' wife . . .
i think you get my drift. Yellow brick roads were a thing of the past, even if melodrama wasn't dead (see: the best year of our lives).
I am a fan of many of these movies, and we all know that I hate movies.
Named for Katie-Bar-The-Door, the Katies are "alternate Oscars"—who should have been nominated, who should have won—but really they're just an excuse to write a history of the movies from the Silent Era to the present day.
To see a list of nominees and winners by decade, as well as links to my essays about them, click the highlighted links:
Remember: There are no wrong answers, only movies you haven't seen yet.
The Silent Oscars
And don't forget to check out the Silent Oscars—my year-by-year choices for best picture, director and all four acting categories for the pre-Oscar years, 1902-1927.
Look at me—Joe College, with a touch of arthritis. Are my eyes really brown? Uh, no, they're green. Would we have the nerve to dive into the icy water and save a person from drowning? That's a key question. I, of course, can't swim, so I never have to face it. Say, haven't you anything better to do than to keep popping in here early every morning and asking a lot of fool questions?
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One of the absolute best years in film history and much better than 1939 whether you do it with Oscar eligibility (including Children of Paradise, Brief Encounter, Henry V) or the original film release way (including Beauty and the Beast, A Matter of Life and Death).
I 100% agree with you -- no matter how you slice it, 1946 was a fantastic year for movies.
It's clear that after World War II, filmmakers just wanted to make escapist drivel.
You know -- suicidal small-town banker whose life has gone to shit; pilot who somehow escapes death only to get fucked by Gahd; a roundheels forced to spy on her friends; a two-bit hood with gumption who steals his dead boss' wife . . .
i think you get my drift. Yellow brick roads were a thing of the past, even if melodrama wasn't dead (see: the best year of our lives).
I am a fan of many of these movies, and we all know that I hate movies.
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